The Sound
The Rapture"The Sound" is a song by The Rapture, released in 2006 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:48 long and contains 31 lines and 290 words.
Lyrics
0:27Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha woo
0:41Gimme the sound and I'll make sure you're a hit son
0:47Gimme the sound of the young men plaguing the day
0:53A come oooooooon ow
1:00Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh-oh-oh
1:07I can relate--did I tell you I was a DJ
1:14I used to follow the Mondays back in the day
1:20Tell me have you ever thought about writing in Scotland
1:27I know a big time producer-man out in LA
1:34You've been to college you know the score
1:37The world is waiting for that knock at the door
1:41You need a ticket You need a ride
1:44Give us a marvel you'll have two on the side
1:48Three car commercial 4 on the floor
1:51Just go through last year's trash and give us some more
1:54Things didn't work out the last time around but just give us a moment and gimme the sound
2:14A come oooooooon ow
2:21Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh-oh-oh
2:28This one's to measured the one's too lite
2:31Too esoteric for a Saturday nite
2:35Maybe a cover (Tiga you whore)
2:38Maybe we get Paul Epworth runnin' the board
2:41It's just those tan brown creepers man how they lie
2:44It's just those tan brown creepers trying to get inside uh huh
3:07Come on and give it to me--all the things you want to
3:14Come on and give it to me--all the things you can
3:20Come on and give it to me--I know you want to
3:27Come on and give it to me--all the things you can
3:34Come on and give it to me--all the things you want to
3:40Come on and give it to me all of the things you can
3:48Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha woo
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha woo Gimme the sound and I'll make sure you're a hit son Gimme the sound of the young men plaguing the day A come oooooooon ow Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh-oh-oh I can relate--did I tell you I was a DJ I used to follow the Mondays back in the day Tell me have you ever thought about writing in Scotland I know a big time producer-man out in LA You've been to college you know the score The world is waiting for that knock at the door You need a ticket You need a ride Give us a marvel you'll have two on the side Three car commercial 4 on the floor Just go through last year's trash and give us some more Things didn't work out the last time around but just give us a moment and gimme the sound A come oooooooon ow Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh-oh-oh This one's to measured the one's too lite Too esoteric for a Saturday nite Maybe a cover (Tiga you whore) Maybe we get Paul Epworth runnin' the board It's just those tan brown creepers man how they lie It's just those tan brown creepers trying to get inside uh huh Come on and give it to me--all the things you want to Come on and give it to me--all the things you can Come on and give it to me--I know you want to Come on and give it to me--all the things you can Come on and give it to me--all the things you want to Come on and give it to me all of the things you can Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha woo
Translation
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